Blackfeather Woods all trenchcoat, cigarettes, and arrogance.

She chuckled a little as he struggled with the meat, shaking her head. You're supposed to eat it, not fight it, she murmured. Save that for when the rabbit's alive. But he finally got the gist, swallowing some of the mush and appearing to like it. 

While he was occupied with that, Maegi tore off a strip for herself and chewed thoughtfully, savoring the meat. She hadn't been eating all that much lately, at least not compared to her appetite during her. . .pregnancy. The herbs Lilah had given her had seemed to help; Maegi was no longer bloated and the pain had subsided. 

Of course, she believed this to be true if only because Peryite had told her that it was over. Her sons of pestilence had been born. Now, her role was to protect her little Melonii, the children Parvati had stolen from her, had taken from Ramsay by some twisted magic. She would do whatever it took to raise these pups up right.

She swallowed, glancing down at Sobek. Good, right? she asked rhetorically, grinning.